My Bi Polar Day

I would like to first acknowledge that being Bi Polar is a very serious thing. It requires medication, therapy, and a life of living differently.

My Bi Polar day wasn't as serious as all that, though at one point, it felt like it. To my knowledge, I am not Bi Polar nor is anyone in my immediate household.

My day, in a nut shell.

Happy Side:
Didn't realize that our new gloves at work (all good lunch lady's wear gloves) have powder in them. They have not in the past. As I took my apron off to use the restroom, I went to brush some sweet potato crumble  off my purple shirt. I surprised myself by noticing that I had left nice white hand prints on my boobs from where I was wiping off the crumble. A Happy Moment that I laughed about all day and even texted people about. I mean come on, white powder boob prints?? That's funny.

Down side:
Youngest has really struggled with his behavior the last few weeks. Today was no different and it has escalated to more than I expected. He is grounded from everything and I am thinking about trying medication again. This whole process makes me sad and it is even sadder that he can't explain to me why he does what he does.

Happy moment:
Daughter and her friends are going to Homecoming together and are coming here for makeup, hair, pics, and dinner. I am thrilled to be such a big part of her Homecoming and am excited that my neighbors are excited, too.

I know we all know this, but life is a series of ups and downs. Sometimes it feels like one more than the other but I think it evens out in the end.

I have been running again. More to follow. I hope you are all doing well and thank you for your continued support.
Cat